Victory Condition: Win via knock out or submission while your opponent is in a smother hold.
Sayo's fingers swiped across her phone screen with frenzied fury, her sharp gaze glued to her soon-to-be opponent's Instagram feed. It was like staring into a void, a vacuous expanse of vapid posts and hollow, meaningless platitudes. Sayo gritted her teeth, seething with growing annoyance at the social media darling who would be sharing the ring with her tonight. Being backstage, one would think the debuting wrestler would have more productive things to do before her match, like warm up, prepare, or get to know some of the crew members. But no, the cynical goth did what she did best: She seethed, scouring through the countless likes and shares of a woman she hardly knew but already hated, her eyes burning with barely restrained anger. "Basic...Boring...Brat!" Those were just a few of the tamer words that spewed from her lips in a venomous hiss.
When Sayo had put pen to paper and signed on to LAW, she had demanded something special for her debut, something that would allow her to make a statement should she win. The bookers had not disappointed, pitting the bleak goth against a social media superstar. A pretty face with a massive following, but in Sayo's mind, little substance. Sayo wasn't one for introspection, so whether such claims were actually true or not would never dawn on the Serpentine submissionist. Besides, all one needed to do was look at Ortega's social media feed, where fans fawned over the model before she had really even proven herself on the mats! As an amateur, Sayo had made it her mission to squash these no-talented pretty faces and show the world what a real wrestler was capable of. And tonight, Sayo was about to bring her calling to the big leagues, and what better way to do just that than by rubbing her point across with a smother stipulation! No online army of simps could save her opponent from the squishy smackdown she was about to unleash!
"Uh, Ms. Matsudo -"
"WHAT!?"
"N-Nothing! It's just... it's almost time, and -" The stagehand nervously gestured towards the stage entrance. With a sigh, Sayo gently put her phone aside, pushing past the smaller crew member as she took her place beside the entrance curtains. She tried to seem unfazed and apathetic, scowling and muttering as the backstage crew finished her makeup. But it didn't take a psychologist to realize all the tell-tale signs of pre-match jitters in the girl. After all, there was also the flip side to all this that Sayo was only just beginning to realize; the possibility that her plans for a grand debut could unwind beneath the perils of live competition, and maybe, just maybe, it'd be her that would be squealing under the plump assets of her pompous foe! The insecure goth shuddered at the thought before quickly pushing aside the defeatist attitude with a scoff and finally gracing the crowds of LAW for the very first time under her eponymous entrance theme!
Theme
Sayo Serpentine Matsudo
With that pessimistic thought in mind, the Serpentine submissionist made her way down the ramp, fists raised high in a show of defiance and strength. She stepped between the ropes and into the ring, her eyes scanning the audience. She could feel the energy in the air, the excitement and anticipation of the crowd. Sayo climbed the nearest set of turnbuckles, raising her arms high to silence the cheers once and for all. "Yeah yeah whatever folks! Save your pity claps until after I dominate this dunce, alright?" Sayo scoffed before hopping off the turnbuckles. She let loose a sly smile as the arena's welcoming reception immediately turned into a downpour of jeers - that was more like it! She leaned back against the corner padding, stretching her legs out along the bottom ropes while flexing her thigh muscles. All the while, her eyes were fixated on the opposing entrance, waiting with an impatient desire for her opponent to reveal herself!